Too Short - Money on the Floor ft. E-40 lyrics

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Chorus:

I said hey lil momma, what’s the deal?

Talk to me, girl I’mma keep it real

I’ve been on you since you walked thru tha door

Now drop it low like there's money on the floor

Like theres money on the floor

Now drop it low like theres Money on the floor!

Now drop it low like it’s money on the floor

Pick it up girl, pick it up girl

drop it low Like there's money on the floor!

Pick it up girl, pick it up, girl

Drop it low like it’s money on the floor!

All that sexy dancing, the hair and the dresses, it’s so romantic

It’s so sexual, wiggle that body girl let it go

It’s got me intoxicated

Like drugs, it’s got me faded

The visual is amazing

3-D digital entertainment

The women are beautiful here

And they come from everywhere

From all over the world

Come here, you see the most beautiful girls

They make you clap, throw that back

Bend over and show that crack.

That booty is so damn fat

How you make it go like that?

Chorus:

I said hey lil momma, what’s the deal?

Talk to me, girl I’mma keep it real

I’ve been on you since you walked thru tha door

Now drop it low like there's money on the floor

Like theres money on the floor

Now drop it low like theres Money on the floor!

Now drop it low like it’s money on the floor

Pick it up girl, pick it up girl

drop it low Like there's money on the floor!

Pick it up girl, pick it up, girl

Drop it low like it’s money on the floor!

She a flirt, she look like pimp milk come out when she squirt

She don’t believe in wearing panties under her skirt

No bra under her shirt

I like the way she twerk

This ya one right here, baby, this your motivation

Make your cheeks applaud like a standing ovation

Got my dick hard like incarceration

Let me buy you a drink and intox the cation

Hello, and ain't nothing squared about this hustler here,

Main, main.. give the chick a Chinese name, name

One goal! Play head games,

But you want more, more!

Get it real within your world, it's mackin on Miami

Yeah they call me Earl

i rap and i rhyme but I used to sell that swirl

That white, white, white candycane and Mother of Pearl

Its right, right, right

Chorus:

I said hey lil momma, what’s the deal?

Talk to me, girl I’mma keep it real

I’ve been on you since you walked thru tha door

Now drop it low like there's money on the floor

Like theres money on the floor

Now drop it low like theres Money on the floor!

Now drop it low like it’s money on the floor

Pick it up girl, pick it up girl

drop it low Like there's money on the floor!

Pick it up girl, pick it up, girl

Drop it low like it’s money on the floor

I need to penetrate her

Hook it up like a generator

And Make electricity

With that booty, she don't miss da beat

I don’t wanna kiss the freak

That ass is just a magical mystery

I can’t take that shit

Put her on top, she'll break that dick

Shopaholic, sellout, you got a badass shape, like Coco

She young but her body full of figure

You oughtta see her momma, they could pass for sisters.

For some strange reason, I gotta thing

It’s something about a bra and some white jeans

Make her feeling through her pants when she back it up

Thicker than the reese's peanut butter cup

Chorus:

I said hey lil momma, what’s the deal?

Talk to me, girl I’mma keep it on and flirting real

I’ve been on you since you walked thru tha door

Now drop it low like there's money on the floor

Like theres money on the floor

Now drop it low like theres Money on the floor!

Now drop it low like it’s money on the floor

Pick it up girl, pick it up girl

drop it low Like there's money on the floor!

Pick it up girl, pick it up, girl!

Drop it low like it’s money on the floor!

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